tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-604990465653925540.post8913117105966073216..comments2023-04-03T09:34:37.841-04:00Comments on Romantoes: I let a song go out of my heartRosemaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10223441754197927551noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-604990465653925540.post-49624443451661007212010-03-08T20:06:37.674-05:002010-03-08T20:06:37.674-05:00I get songs in my head with messages all the time....I get songs in my head with messages all the time. I don't think they're only coincidences or some sort of bio-organic burp from the subconscious. I'm not alone when I say this sort of coincidence isn't a coincidence. Think about a bigger plan, and why you may need to know there is a place where people live, even if they don't share your life in the world. God bless. I&#Janinenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-604990465653925540.post-49700312575059281442010-02-23T14:24:25.947-05:002010-02-23T14:24:25.947-05:00Rosemary, your post makes me think of the work of ...Rosemary, your post makes me think of the work of cognitive scientist Douglas Hofstadter, especially his book I Am a Strange Loop. What you call Woo Woo moments he might say are based on how your father, and his music, has become a pattern in your consciousness. In that way, your dad does live in you.<br /><br />In A Strange Loop, Hofstadter spends about 200 pages explaining his ideas about humanJanehttp://leafstitchword.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-604990465653925540.post-39085610777026664292010-02-10T16:21:02.091-05:002010-02-10T16:21:02.091-05:00Beautiful post, Rosemary.Beautiful post, Rosemary.Christyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14762814181349108405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-604990465653925540.post-80317074524404124292010-02-07T14:26:33.777-05:002010-02-07T14:26:33.777-05:00Thanks, all of you, for your thoughts. It's r...Thanks, all of you, for your thoughts. It's really helpful to write about these things...though with this particular post, I worried that folks would think I'd gone right around the bend!<br /><br />And Pam, you'll appreciate the additional "woo woo"-ness of the fact that the song that started playing when I got back in the car *after* going to the gym was "Celery Rosemaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10223441754197927551noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-604990465653925540.post-2132614648991051722010-02-07T12:38:25.768-05:002010-02-07T12:38:25.768-05:00I love your phrase, "woo-woo moments." ...I love your phrase, "woo-woo moments." I have them myself, often concerning late loved ones. No matter how rational we are, or much we pride ourselves on our rationality (especially in the face of Tea Partyers and creationists), I think most of us love those moments, whether they are truly "woo-woo" or just created by our little understood subconscious. Great post.Michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05577274295584935366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-604990465653925540.post-22918312187702512032010-02-06T08:19:15.464-05:002010-02-06T08:19:15.464-05:00I'm thinking of you Rosemary.I'm thinking of you Rosemary.Kirk and Cathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982567770068325974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-604990465653925540.post-46562787264758582312010-02-05T21:07:19.254-05:002010-02-05T21:07:19.254-05:00Grief is a funny thing.Always lurking out on the e...Grief is a funny thing.Always lurking out on the edges waiting to find a way in. Mom told me once that she never grieved her dad until months later she found herself standing in line at the grocery store standing behind an older man who had hands that looked like Pop's and she was so overwhelmed that she had to leave the store before she bought what she was there for. Some of my happiest andPamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06392589732477713176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-604990465653925540.post-3129342067826223332010-02-05T20:28:13.027-05:002010-02-05T20:28:13.027-05:00I know exactly what you mean about those moments w...I know exactly what you mean about those moments when the enormity of your loss hits you. They can sometimes literally take your breath away. But I'm so glad that you've found a way to continue connecting to your dad.ejnoreply@blogger.com